Exquisite Passion

Exquisite passion is what I live by. It may not be the practical ideology pumped into you by your parents, but its the best way I can see living. Perhaps it stems from my overly-structured childhood, where I would have to hide in the kitchen or under the covers to fly away and attend aristocratic soirees in Paris and Milan. Or perhaps it stems from my witnessing thousands of unhappy people rise every day with sadness upon their hearts, because they are bound by what they do, not by what they love.

I don't think Americans were bred to feel a sense of "joie de vivre", which may explain a lot. The high divorce rate, the violence amongst family members, the lackluster feelings in many relationships, they're all impediments on one's ability to live up to their maximum happiness.

I refuse to take part in this droll sense of just trying to get by. This is the only life I know I have because I am currently living it. I don't know about the next life, I don't even know about tomorrow. What I do know is that today, I did everything I could to be happy...and succeeded.

Judge me as careless, ignorant, a dreamer..I don't mind. I wake up each morning and I don't dread going to work, I don't dread coming home, I don't dread interacting with the people I've chosen to include in my life....can you say the same?